Chapter 1055

Zheng Ren could not help but refuse. There was no doubt that Dr. Charles had a romantic bearing in his words.

Zheng Ren opened the box, five floors up and down, and all kinds of scalpel handles are available.

Pliers, tweezers and retractors are carefully classified. This is definitely not a popular product produced by the manufacturer. It is indeed a private customized product of the elderly. The set of hemostatic forceps produced by German manufacturers Zheng Ren wanted in the past can't be compared with this set of equipment. It's too common and rough.

"The box can be disinfected directly, no problem." Said Dr. Charles.

He seemed to know what Zheng Ren was thinking. In a word, he solved Zheng Ren's questions.

Zheng Ren's hand gently touched the surgical instrument, a touch of coolness, like refusing Zheng Ren, very indifferent to him.

What a good thing, Zheng Ren sighed in his heart, and then picked up a hemostatic forceps.

Facing the sunshine, Zheng Ren pulled out a hair and clamped it with hemostatic pliers. Only slightly hold half a button, the hair will be clamped, but the strength is not big enough to break the hair.

Changed several angles, all like this.

This instrument is really good. Zheng Ren praised it in his heart.

Dr. Charles smiled and nodded when he saw Zheng Ren doing experiments with his hair. If the person you choose doesn't even know these things, you'll be blind.

"Send it for disinfection. You'll experience it when you have an operation." Dr. Charles said with his hands behind his back.

Zheng Ren couldn't put it down, but he was excited at the thought of using these instruments for surgery soon.

Someone took the box and carried it to disinfection. Dr. Charles went straight out of the laboratory and Zheng Ren carefully followed.

It's really short of hands. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren's back and laughed at him.

But he was also very confused. This kind of behavior and gift with the flavor of inheritance was given by Dr. Charles. The luck of his boss can be said to be against the sky.

It's really envious. Su Yun's eyes rarely show a trace of real emotion.

Back to gastrointestinal surgery, Dr. Charles walked in front, Zheng Ren followed him, and they whispered something.

When they saw Dr. Charles, the arrogant doctors showed great respect and even flattery.

Dr. Charles didn't say much about their performance. He just waved his hand to show that he knew it.

Soon, Dr. Charles's assistant came back. He has Wu Hui's condition information in his hand, whether it is the physical examination or surgical records of admission, or various examinations, intraoperative and postoperative medication.

"Look, and then go to surgery." Dr. Charles looked at the time and said, "I should go home in an hour. Jenny has prepared dinner. Please hurry up your operation."

Zheng Ren knew it, but he carefully took the information and read it from the beginning.

It is completely consistent with the experimental body simulated by big pig hoof.

At this point, the excellence of big pig hooves is unparalleled.

After reading it carefully, he nodded to Dr. Charles.

The doctor knew that Dr. Charles wanted to see the Chinese doctor for surgery. Although he didn't know why, he still made all the preparations.

Wu Hui was not used to their enthusiasm and was a little confused.

Mayo's surgical instruments are disinfected by high-pressure steam and pre vacuum. The 30 minute disinfection time was fleeting. At this time, Zheng Ren had come to the operating room, changed his clothes and couldn't wait to have an operation.

When Wu Hui saw Zheng Ren's eyes from the sterile hat and mask, he was stunned.

The anesthesia for appendectomy is epidural anesthesia. He is conscious and his upper limb activities are not affected.

Wu Hui subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but his hand was tied to the operating table and didn't lift it. He asked in amazement, "Dr. Zheng?"

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded. When he saw the silver box brought up and opened it directly, there were more than a dozen knife handles and dozens of pliers in it. He was elated. Even his words with little emotion were fresh.

"Why are you?" Wu Hui was completely confused.

"Well, it's a long story, but don't worry, my surgical level is very high." Zheng Ren comforted Wu Hui casually. Su Yun paved the list, disinfected it again, and stood opposite Zheng Ren.

Hearing Wu Hui's question and seeing that Zheng Ren had reached out for the equipment, he said, "I really don't know what luck you have to get the boss to operate on you."

"Lucky?"

"Of course, the boss's surgery is the world's top. Outside the operating room, do you know who is watching?" Su Yun said: "Dr. Charles, the Nobel Prize winner, advanced your diagnosis and treatment in order to see the boss's operation."

It turned out that Wu Hui finally understood.

I didn't understand why I could have surgery so soon. After listening to Su Yun's explanation, he knew it all at once.

The winner of the Nobel Prize in medicine, this gold lettered signboard, is very awesome in Wu Hui's cognition.

"Close your eyes. It'll be over in twenty or thirty minutes." Su Yun doesn't know what's going on inside. He's conservative.

Wu Hui did not close his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the operating room in a daze.

When I ran to Rochester, it was the Chinese who operated on me. My fate is really strange.

But I'm lucky to meet Dr. Zheng. Otherwise, I must be lying in the community hospital, surrounded by dying emergency patients, and I will be scared to death just by fear.

Moreover, this knife can't be avoided. It is said that the second stage operation will be performed six months later. At that time, it is estimated that the operation will be more difficult.

But, Dr. Zheng, is the truth about the level of surgery as good as Dr. Su said?

Wu Hui is only slightly skeptical, but he still believes what Su Yun said.

The logic is simple. This is the Mayo Clinic. Anyone can have surgery? That's fantastic.

The level of Dr. Zheng is at least not bad, which is certain.

Although he was seriously ill, he still had a clear mind.

Zheng Ren stood in front of the operating table, feeling the blunt scissors with residual temperature in his hand, moved his mind, came to the system space, and bought the operation training time again.

Like a soldier, you must be familiar with all guns before you can go to the battlefield. Doctor, you should be familiar with all the surgical instruments before you can perform the operation.

Although for Zheng Ren, the difference is not big, he is still very careful to do an operation to warm up.

After 18 minutes, the operation was over.

The operation time is relatively long because Zheng Ren should be familiar with various instruments. The operation is at the level of Zheng Ren, a master of general surgery. When you use the instruments, you seem to have their own spirituality and temper.

It's time to say hello to these little guys. Zheng Ren thought to himself.

The operation was very smooth and exceptionally smooth. Although the privately ordered surgical instruments were not in Zheng Ren's habit, they were really easy to use.

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I saw this case in the news a few days ago. It must be misdiagnosis. It's bullshit to wash intestines, but the operation didn't come down. It's nothing like fan Tianshui. Don't talk about it. In fact, the level of surgery in China is not poor, very strong and sincere. And domestic calves fly around to improve the overall medical level. Well, the original intention of throwing dagger is to make money, but there are also factors to cure the disease and save people. Until his position is high and his body is poor, he can't run.

It's really hard for teachers who can fly knives, although high-speed rail and aircraft are very convenient now.